Epilogue

                                    

                                          
Heads up: this chapter contains smut :]
Kenny's POV 
It was almost a month later, and life was looking up. Sheila was a god send. Nobody remembered Stuart murdering me it was like the crime scene was never there, it actually made everything easier to take care of. He was tried for domestic assault and child neglect. He got a maximum of 60 years in prison without possibility of parole, and at his age that may as well be a life sentence which was fine by me. Sheila worked her magic and got together with Sharon Marsh, Stan's mom. Sharon and Randy agreed to foster Karen and let me crash for as long as it took to find a permanent home. It was a tight squeeze but I was grateful, Karen would never go hungry again. She was looking much better. 
My mother never came back for us she said her goodbyes at the sentencing, It's hard not harboring any resentment towards her but my feelings for her are complicated. We were better off apart, everything was going to be okay. Death still comes for me, but living with Stan made hiding it easier. I should have told him a long time ago. 
It was Sunday and the Marsh's had taken us to church, religion was never my forte but it was nice to see Karen enjoying Sunday school and making friends. We had just got back to the house, Karen went to Tricia Tucker's house (A friend she made at church). And I had plans of my own, "I'm going out that okay?" I asked, Sharon smiled and patted my head "Have fun, be back before dinner." I nodded and slipped out the front door. 
A burst of energy escaped me I sprinted down the street for Starks pond, snow crunching beneath my feet. Everything was okay, I had never felt so free. I could be a kid, I didn't have to worry about food or where Karen and I would sleep. Everything was going to be just fine, and it was all thanks to Kyle and his family. I never knew kindness from a mother. I never felt so cared about until I let Kyle in. Everything was perfect. 
I barely made it to the edge of the pond when Kyle came up from behind, wrapping his arms around my torso. I faced him with a bright smile and pushed my lips against his. He wasted no time to return the favor, he had me against a tree in minutes I unzipped his jacket and let myself in. It was below freezing but the heat from Kyle's mouth warmed me right up. The way Kyle kissed me was exilerating, it felt like one of his debates. Passionate and he meant every word. Before Kyle I always considered myself a service top, but this boy ran the show and I loved every minute of it. 
Kyle pulled away for air his face was beat red and he had a look in his eye that meant I was in trouble. "Come on" he ordered and pulled me to follow him. He led me to the tag house of Starks pond. It was a small building made entirely of concrete. No windows, no doors, just concrete. The windows, floor, and ceiling were covered in spray paint. It was trashy and disgusting, but atleast Sheila wouldn't walk in on us. Before I could take in the rest of the cube, Kyle took back his control and pushed me against a wall. My breath hitched as Kyle attacked my neck with kisses. I guess this pleased him, because I felt his smile against my skin. I was getting way to overestimated I hope he know's what he's doing. Kyle was being very forward and a little rough, I ignored it at first but suddenly he had his hand down my pants and I grabbed his wrist. "Wait." I said breathless. "Oh- sorry is this okay?" He asked, his face immediately turned apologetic and pulled his hand away. 
I took a breath "yes- sorry this is amazing you're amazing, but" I looked down at our hands and watched how Kyle's waist pressed against mine eagerly. He noticed and pushed himself off me. "I love you Kyle, do you love me?" I asked feeling pathetic. I don't know why this is so difficult all of a sudden, my body count was enormous. Every lay I've had was quick and to the point. No feelings, no strings attached. Every time I did it, it was over. Nobody stayed, meaningless sex was nothing new to me but this was Kyle I wanted him to stay. I can't do this, not until I know. 
Kyle blinked at me, he wore a surprised look on his face. Then it turned sympathetic, oh god I really don't want his pitty just a little reassurance. Kyle smiled and kissed my cheek "You idiot, I'm in love with you. I've always loved you." He said sternly like I insulted him. "Your stuck with me." He added and I pulled him back into a messy kiss. I let him pull my pants down and touch me however he pleased. I loved every minute of Kyle taking charge, he was bossy but very kind about it. A hour of wet kisses and fondling had my knees weak, but it was over for me when Kyle finally pulled my boxers down and took all of me into his mouth. I covered my own mouth but failed to hide a embarrassing whine. I watched him in disbelief, this whole time I assumed he was a virgin. Either he's experienced or he's a freak and did his research, in any case I'm not complaining. He choked and moaned as he moved his mouth and hands around me, It was to much. I could barely catch a breathe to warn him. Ecstasy embodied me and I didn't have time to pull out before I finished in his mouth. Embarrassed I watched him pull away and wipe his mouth clean "Sorry" I said. He smiled and kissed my face "That was hot, don't be sorry." He whispered.